running thru the line

falling down
getting up.

wired to wierd or wired to win.
some strange thing this way commeth.

I saw the house on the cliff
it pitched and creaked during the quake.

my soul left me for a few days
and i walked around aimless.

never clutch chest
so tight you cannot reason with yourself.

I woke up feeling better
dreaming of winning.

twisted ties together

even when i sit down

the timing is wrong.

I look for that thing

i have not found.

lying there outstretched like the

breath of fresh air you brought to me

the light of the air

your fingertips

your seldom smile make me marvel

you make me the happiest man in the land

then you take me to extremes and rob us of both

our lovelife and moment and timing all off

we know this move a game of moves

making us masters of movement between objectives

desires and motivations.

I love you girl
and you me too.